Satellite

Narcissistic waters drowning out the world Whatever there is left is frozen and unheard Colder as a spirit saps away the truth Signals coming for us to take us to the moon Conceited little wonders breaking all their promise Wiping out the thought that helps us to be honest Darker than the corner of our self-escape The billion little voices that need us to betray Selfish little people praying to be seen Passing on an image that smiles from our TV Brighter than the static burning our nerves Signals coming for us to take us to the herd Ego-education is all we’ll ever need The power of persuasion will keep us on our feet Further down the line where nothing will be missed The billions that we sold are grouped on our lists Vanity reprieving the things we wish we had Imagining we’re better to show that we’re not sad Darker now the moon is hiding from the sun Brighter now the spirit is helping us to run Ignorantly laughing until we laugh alone The lessons we have learnt are carvings on a stone Colder than the faces reflected by the moon The signals have abated and space now holds the truth